The wind shears across
the stretched-out
fabric of the sky.

Quivering, the woods
fray into branches,
unravelling the night.


  1. Anonymous2:31:00 AM

    These words have just cooled me on a balmy Australian evening. Thanks Sam.

  2. A surreal setting.....conveyed with brilliant clarity.

  3. Love the poem... second stanza is amazing... not sure about "stretched-out"... but that's just me....


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